I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

It Is Time to Let Everyone Remember My Name

“Thousand Autumn Bell… oh oh oh… that’s impossible…”

Not far away, Liu Chuanyuan fell to the ground with a thud. His eyes were lifeless, as if he had completely lost his soul.

If it was really like what Feng Xia said, that the power of the Thousand Autumn Bell was gradually depleting and the royal family of Xuanwu Kingdom had already discovered this…

When the Xuanwu Kingdom’s royal family launched an all-out attack, what would the Thousand Autumn Valley be able to use to defend itself?

At this moment, Liu Chuanyuan sat weakly on the ground. His hands were limp and his face was as gray as paper. He seemed like an injured wild wolf as he whimpered in despair.

“Hey, don’t be in such a hurry. Don’t be in such a hurry.”

Suddenly, Feng Xia looked energized. He waved at Liu Chuanyuan and said, “Although the Thousand Autumn Bell is most likely unsalvageable, it seems your first Sect Master has something else up his sleeves…”

Feng Xia could see that the insides of the mountainous bell was not completely dark.

There was a faint glimmer, like sparks in a dark field. The mottled bright spots floated in the vast darkness, looking especially eye-catching.

Upon closer inspection, he could see that it was actually numerous small bells!

Each small bell was only about the size of Feng Xia’s fist. It seemed to exist in the space between reality and illusion and was formed by a faint golden spiritual light. They were like fireflies flying in the darkness inside the bell and there were a total of eight of them.

Feng Xia was stunned by this scene. Then, he said with a strange expression, “Your first Sect Master… seems to have left you a backup plan.”

Liu Chuanyuan’s body suddenly trembled and he looked as if he could not believe what he heard.

“Brother Feng, what… what did you just say?!”

“I was just saying… there’s no need to despair so soon.” Feng Xia shook his head calmly as he looked at the small bells.

The small bells that floated around in the air, be it their shape or the exterior patterns, looked like miniature versions of the Thousand Autumn Bell.

He thought for a moment, then pressed on the Thousand Autumn Bell again.

Crack—

The cracks on the bell instantly became wider, opening up a gap that was just big enough for a person to pass through.

Without thinking, Feng Xia stepped inside.

“I have to say that the first Sect Master of the Thousand Autumn Valley can really be considered an extraordinary person. It seems that he has even taken your current situation into consideration 700 years in advance!”

As he spoke, Feng Xia looked surprised.

The first Sect Master was really something!

Liu Chuanyuan’s eyes lit up as well as he seemed to have thought of something. He got up quickly and appeared beside Feng Xia like a phantom.

Then, as he also saw the small illusory bells, a look of deep admiration appeared on his face.

“As expected, the first Sect Master is extremely intelligent. It’s impossible for him not to have a backup plan… However, what exactly are these small bells?”

“If I had to guess, it would seem that the Thousand Autumn Bell… gave birth to many small bells?”

Feng Xia took a few steps forward. A few of the small spiritual light bells that were closer to him seemed to have some form of intelligence. When they sensed Feng Xia’s approach, they immediately floated away.

They really do look like fireflies…

Feng Xia sighed in his heart before sizing up the interior of the Thousand Autumn Bell.

For centuries, this space inside the Thousand Autumn Bell had almost become a small world of its own. No outsider had ever set foot here.

The arrival of an unexpected guest had shattered centuries of peace.

“The Thousand Autumn Bell gave birth to many small bells?”

Liu Chuanyuan’s face twitched subconsciously and he felt even more incredulous. “The Thousand Autumn Bell is not a living being, yet he can make such a thing happen. The first Sect Master of our sect is amazing.”

Feng Xia was immediately rendered speechless. “Fellow practitioner Liu, your comprehension ability is really a little problematic. I was just making an analogy. Do you really believe that the Thousand Autumn Bell gave birth to small bells?”

However, Liu Chuanyuan was unmoved. He shook his head and said indifferently, “The first Sect Master was an extremely intelligent man. It would not be surprising if he could do such a thing.”

Feng Xia said nothing. “…”

This bloody guy is actually a brainless fan of the first Sect Master?!

“From the looks of it, the first Sect Master must have used the Thousand Autumn Bell as nourishment to nurture these eight small spiritual light bells for 700 years…”

Feng Xia reached out thoughtfully and gently touched the highest one.

Buzz—

Suddenly, invisible and intangible bell waves spread out in circles, causing ripples in the void. At the same time, an extremely fierce voice suddenly exploded in Feng Xia’s ears.

“Who are you? How dare you touch my treasure!”

The roar was like a storm sweeping in all directions with the intention to tear apart one’s soul.

“What?”

Feng Xia was stunned.

These small spiritual light bells had an owner? Once he touched one of them, he immediately attracted their owner’s attention?

However…

Shouldn’t the owner of these small bells be the first Sect Master of the Thousand Autumn Valley?

Could it be that the first sect master had not passed on… but had hidden himself for the past 700 years?

Countless thoughts flashed through Feng Xia’s mind and his expression flickered. The next moment, he spoke with a scary fierce tone.

“Your treasure? Hmph! When did the precious bell that I refine with my intrinsic divine weapon become your treasure? Could it be that after I’ve been in seclusion for 700 years, the world has already forgotten my name?”

As soon as he said that, the mysterious voice was stunned and cried out involuntarily, “You used your intrinsic divine weapon to refine it… It’s… It’s you!!”

“N-no way! You can’t be alive after 700 years!!”

“Why do I need to explain my life and death to you?”

Under Liu Chuanyuan’s dumbfounded gaze, Feng Xia suddenly laughed out loudly. His aura instantly changed, becoming incomparably ancient, majestic and boundless. He became like a god looking down on the mortal world, making people look up to him with reverence!

“What… what’s happening?!” Liu Chuanyuan was completely stunned.

“It’s already been 700 years…”

Feng Xia, who had imitated part of Patriarch Chenhai’s aura, had wisps of divine light appear in his eyes. The primeval atmosphere surged and the green lotus bloomed. Not only that, but a golden brick rose behind his head. As it floated, an incomparably sharp sword light bloomed.

“Since the world has already forgotten my name, it’s time for everyone… to remember me—”

Feng Xia collated almost all his current strength to launch this attack. Using his full power, he attacked the small bell at the top.

Clang—

The bell chimed, making one high tone and one low tone. In the blink of an eye, it sounded throughout the entire Thousand Autumn Valley!

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